After brutally being suspended from school, i was left to rot away in my bedroom with the annoyance of the creaking roof and floor boards. With nothing left to do, i dangled a piece of silver string above my head which held a crucifix near my face.
I'm so bored.
From the small cracks of my home i could see the beams of moon light across my bed; it barley illuminated this abandoned looking room. It's a wonder, how no one had tried evicting us from this place yet.
"Kate! Come down and help me with the groceries please?" Mom wheezed.
"Yes mother!" I jumped out of bed, then ran down the steps. As i was walking, my foot got caught in the ground leaving a small hole around my ankle. "God-
Mother walked over to me holding two small bags in her hands, then made up a saddened face. "Oh dear."
" Sorry mom..." I pulled my foot out, thankfully there we're no splinters. "Now what were we up to again?"
After that whole mess, i tried helping her cook up a decent meal for once. Bread butter and some ribs. It was all of the money we collected through begging, sadly. Oh well, one day soon we'll get out this hell hole.
"Mom, about that incident...you know it wasn't my fault, yes?"
But she continued eating, ignoring my comment. I shouldn't have brought it up. "Hey, I'm gonna go."
I got up then pushed in my chair, leaving a distraught mother at home alone. I'm going to go visit my best friend, see if she is holding up fine.
✝Outside Deborah's✝
I wandered around Blüdhaven's most darkest alleys, where all thugs a like are robbing and doing illicit things. I used to be one of them, taking from the rich and giving to the poor. And by poor, i meant me and my other friends. When i finally reached Deb's house, i noticed something was afoot. It was quiet.
So i approached her back window, then climbed up on the terrace where her room was. For some reason when i tried to open up the glass doors, they were shut.
"Usually it's always open...that's odd."
I took out a hair pin from my pocket, then deftly picked the lock in order to get in. Once i was in, i noticed that her room was an absolute disaster.
I turned my head to see blood on the sheets, and assumed the worst. Either she was on her period, or her father was back home visiting again. I ran into the bathroom, and looked through the key hole to see Deborah lying in the bath tub completely submerged in the water, with a heavy shelf ontop of her stomach and her hands tied behind her back.
"Deborah! Deborah! Are you okay?!" I picked the door immediately, the. Ran over to see the water she was in the color of blood. "Debby, it's gonna be okay!"
I removed the weight from her stomach, lifter her uo on the wall, then cut her wrists loose of the binding. After word i laid her body on the floor then proceeded to give her CPR. Unfortunately, she wasn't breathing for the longest time and her body felt cold. I checked her white shirt to see that the blood was coming from her chest. Someone had cut her; she bled out way before she lost her oxygen.
I remember dialing 911 Blüdhaven police, then after that nothing. The cops and paramedics came but late as expected. They could not save her, but they did track down who it was that did this to her. Of course I should have known it was him.n
I didn't come home that night. Instead, i went straight ahead back to the school yard and waited. What i was going ti accomplish? I had no clue. But i figured if i waited in that state of mind, i would catch him and make him pay.
"Apparently a broken nose wasn't enough for you Brent! You had to go and kill the one person who loved you."
✝The very next day✝
I expected Brent to be the first one there, but he did not come to school. Maybe the cops finally stopped kissing his dad's ass, and came to there senses.
I was at Debby's locker looking through all her old things. One of them was a picture of me and her, and the other thing was a photo taken of her and Brent holding hands under the sunset. This made me deeply pisses the hell off. I slammed the door hard, then sped up my pace outside of school grounds. I watched and listened to everyone talking about it. Talking about what had happened. Why won't they just shut up?
Suddenly as soon as i cut the corner of the building, i was tackled by my collar. And look who it was.
"You have got a lot of nerve!" Brent looked at me savagely with a white bandage cross his nose and one beating red eye. "You little shit, you're going to-
"Oh shut it, you loser. You could never have amounted to anything in your entire life, and you still continued to make your own worse for yourself by making others around you suffer! So you had to go and murder Deborah, didn't you? Little stuck up bitch!"
Before he could see it, my fist hammered Brent in the nose, breaking it further into his skull, as blood started pouring down out of it again. He wailed in pain, holding it as tight as he could.
"Fuck you! You goddamn whore!" He came back at me, and pushed me to the ground hard. "I'm gonna kill you, too! You here me?"
Right when he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a switchblade stained with blood, was when the worst thing happened to me began. I thought that i had been dead...but in reality, i was the one who had survived. Out of nowhere my perception of the world had changes. Right in front of me laid Brent's head atop of the ground, severed from his body. In my hands? An enormous scythe, that blackened with mist and wrapped around in metal chains adorned with skulls and crucifixes. Around me? People screaming. Terrorized even, afraid! All eyes looking at me. All attention given to me finally at last!! Bur not the way i wanted it. I was both the victim and the criminal. All i wanted now was to disappear. Every voice inched into my head, and tormented me. I wanted to go home, go home...So i prayed. Then only thing that calmed me down was praying, i confessed and begged for forgiveness of my horrible sin! I wanted to be cleansed from it! Bathed in holy water! I wanted it all to wash away so that my conscience was clean! I was so very sorry, though i had been the one that was wronged. When i opened my eyed again? I was...home. But why? How did i get here again?
"M-Mother?" Where had she gone?
I search the entire house for my mother. She wasn't even in sight. Suddenly i heard screams. I heard her screams! I ran all the way downstairs and followed where it was coming from, and found a door leading to the basement. Once i reached there, i saw a black mist. It was thick and heavy, when i entered. After finally getting used to it i made my way through it only to find myself encircled with men in black clothing that looked almost feudal like.
"Kate?" I heard my mother call me from behind. As turned towards her i saw...
" What are you doing? Tied up there? Why are, your hands nailed into there like that?!"
But she said nothing. The last thing she did was smile, then told me that she loved me. Right then and there, the men took her away in the fog...leaving me all alone. I could no longer here anything, but emptiness. And that was when, i blackened out
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Trinity
FanficA young teenage girl obsessed with Nightwing who grew up with a simple life in Gotham city, living in a good home with poor conditions...the only thing she has left is her mother, unfortunately things take a turn for the upmost and absolute worst un...